Fury Towards The Burning Heaven

Jiang Yi didn’t have an epiphany!

However, while watching this Heaven Painting, he was inexplicably touched and engrossed in his own world. He forgot about the time and about everything. Naturally, Jian Wuying’s laughter didn’t startle him.

The techniques of the first Heaven Painting wasn’t very sophisticated and was far worse than the Heaven Paintings after it. Perhaps, precisely because of the lack of skills, the things that this Heaven Painting wished to express were clearer than those of the other Heaven Paintings. Or maybe Jiang Yi’s mother was in the Heaven Painting so he had a deeper feeling towards it.

In the painting, the Buddha Thearch and an Elder in a gray robe were fighting on a barren field. Yi Piaopiao stood on the peak of a mountain far away, wearing a faint smile as though she was just an audience on the stand.

The Buddha Thearch held the Vajra Scepter and was slamming it forward. The Elder in a gray robe was shooting a palm strike. A big handprint was faintly visible in the sky.

Though the skill of this painting was far behind the other Heaven Paintings, it was still far better than Jiang Yi’s technique and gave people an immersed experience. Jiang Yi could vividly feel the space in front of the Vajra Scepter shaking. The force coming from the palm strike made him feel suffocated.

However—

What moved Jiang Yi was not the attack by the Buddha Thearch or the palm strike of the Elder in a gray robe, he was moved by the indiscernible smile at Yi Piaopiao’s lips. A kind of dao pattern presence was vaguely embedded in her smile which contained some kind of laws of heaven and earth.

Smile!

It was one of the most basic expressions of human beings. What kind of dao pattern presence could be hidden in a smile? What was the special meaning of a smile?

At a certain moment, Jiang Yi felt that he was overthinking. Perhaps, he found the smile strange because the woman in the picture was his mother.

No! Buddha Thearch certainly congealed a dao pattern in Mother’s smile. It is too comforting. It makes my whole body warm and my soul spirit intoxicated. It is definitely an unusual smile, but what’s the meaning of this?

Jiang Yi’s eyes were misty. He shook his head gently and suddenly closed his eyes. His mind was filled with Yi Piaopiao’s fascinating smile. He felt being emerged in a hot spring right now. From head to toes, he was extremely relaxed.

He was intoxicated.

Yi Chan saw that Jiang Yi wasn’t looking at the Buddha Thearch or the gray-robed Elder but at the young lady. He appeared calm and relaxed. She nodded in secret and murmured, “He has grasped the true meaning of this Heaven Painting! He is really a genius. I don’t know whether he could comprehend the divine skills left by my grandfather. Sigh… I entered this painting a dozen times, but I haven’t realized it yet. Is it my fate?”

Yi Chan sighed with emotions and ignored Jiang Yi. She looked to the front and continued to stare at the enchanting smile on Yi Piaopiao’s lips. The rest didn’t understand. Only she knew that this painting was the truly priceless one. It recorded a powerful divine skill of the Buddha Thearch, which was way more powerful than the other dao pattern divine skills. It was the skill that made the Buddha Thearch famous in the first place.

Time passed by. Soon, the three days were nearly up.

Except for Jian Wuying and Jiang Yi, all the others looked disappointed and despondent. Three days were too short. These Heaven Paintings were very mysterious. Many times, they felt touched but didn’t know what kind of dao patterns were hidden inside—let alone the realization or epiphany.

“Sigh…”

Yi Chan’s eyes were clear again. She sighed in disappointment. She got nothing this time. Although she was the Yi Clan’s young lady and the Buddha Thearch’s favorite granddaughter, she wasn’t allowed to enter here freely. It was the rule of the Yi Clan. She could come in twice a year and stay for three days every time.

In fact, she also wondered why the Buddha Thearch didn’t open this Painting Cliffs to the Yi Clan descendants throughout the year so that they would have a great chance to realize mighty dao patterns. However, she never raised it to the Buddha Thearch, who cultivated in the heart of zen and emphasized the value of intuition. He certainly had his reasons for making these rules.

“Everyone, time’s up. Go out now!”

Yi Chan calculated the time, swept across the group, and said quietly. As soon as she finished her words, the sky shook slightly; and the giant gate appeared in the sky.

“Young Master Jian Wuying and this Young Master, time is up!”

Yi Chan remained again when she stared at Jian Wuying who was still sitting cross-legged and Jiang Yi who closed his eyes and stayed like a stone.

The other people glanced at the two as well. Yin Ruobing and Ling Shiya rushed over and looked at Jiang Yi curiously. Ling Shiya leaned her head and asked, “Big Sister Chan, who is he? Does he achieve epiphany as well?”

Yin Ruobing was not Yi Chan. Jiang Yi changed his appearance and soul spirit aura. She couldn’t detect anything. Still, she looked at Jiang Yi in curiosity. He was certainly no ordinary person since he could enter the Painting Cliffs. She noticed that Yi Chan didn’t address him by his name and called him Young Master instead. Yi Chan sounded very close to him. Yin Ruobing frowned slightly and looked at Jiang Yi’s inconspicuous face over and over again, looking for any clue.

“I don’t know whether he is enlightened or not.”

Yi Chan shook her head gently. She was happy to see that Jian Wuying already woke up. Even if he didn’t realize Exterminating Aura completely, he should have at least grasped the basics of it. It was just a matter of time for him to fuse this dao pattern.

“Young master? Young master!”

Yi Chan got a bit impatient after waiting for a while, she reached out her hand and was about to wave him up. Just at this moment, Jiang Yi’s lips suddenly moved and went up slightly, revealing a trace of a smile.

“Uh…”

Yi Chan, Yin Ruobing, and Ling Shiya were all attracted by his smile. Their beautiful eyes looked slightly fascinated—just like the eyes of those ladies outside upon seeing Wu Ni. Even at this moment, they were that they were lost in this smile and had forgotten about everything. They were like three stunned chickens.

“Sigh!”

Jiang Yi opened his eyes and sighed slightly. The smile disappeared as well. Yi Chan and the others regained their senses and stared at Jiang Yi in astonishment. In contrast, Jiang Yi appeared full of regret and very dissatisfied.

“Do… do you realize the divine skills in this Heaven Painting?”

Yi Chan pointed at the Heaven Painting and asked in surprise. Her eyes were wide open from amazement, same for Yin Ruobing’s and Ling Shiya’s. Just now, they even got lost in his smile. If Jiang Yi suddenly struck them, they would all be killed easily.

There was a saying that the city was overturned by one smile, the country was overturned by two smiles.

However, that was used to describe beautiful women. However, Jiang Yi’s smile even enthralled three top-level young ladies. How could they not be shocked? What kind of men had they not seen before? Jiang Yi was just average-looking, but they were enchanted at his smile.

Jiang Yi looked up at Yi Chan, smiled, and didn’t say anything. He flew to the gate of the sky far away. When he was about to exit the gate, he suddenly sent voice transmissions to Yi Chan and Yin Ruobing respectively.

“Lady Yi, I am going to leave the Buddha Thearch City. Bai Yi will keep your agreement. I seldom made promises, but once I do, I will keep them. Thank you, Lady Yi. Bai Yi has too many unfinished businesses. Perhaps, it won’t be long that you know his reasons. It’s a great honor to get to know Lady Yi.”

“Lady Yin, thank you!”

After sending the voice transmission, Jiang Yi flew straight to the wilderness in a distance before disappearing in the sight.

“Thank me?”

Yin Ruobing blinked her eyes, looked at the dumbfounded Yi Chan, and sent a voice transmission in confusion: “Big Sister Chan, who is he? Why did he thank me?”

Hoo-Hoo!

Yi Chan gave a desolate look, took a deep breath, and sighed. “He is a generational genius. Stop asking, Ruobing. Probably it won’t be long before you know who he is; maybe… we’ll all know who he is!”

Yi Chan’s last sentence sounded contradictory. Yin Ruobing’s eyes suddenly brightened. A surprised look flickered across her face. It seemed like something occurred to her.